Jiaohua

Chapter 435 Master Save Me (Update 4.23)

The mountain road was rugged and dark, and it was extremely difficult to walk. Zhili endured the severe pain in his feet and ran forward.

The security here is extremely strict, and there are shadows of the Imperial Guards and Jinwu Guards almost everywhere. All he can rely on is his familiarity with the terrain and the flexibility of his steps.

However, although it is said to be flexible, in fact, he has only practiced for less than a year, and he has not reached the state of freedom at all.

The pursuers came in menacingly, Zhili jumped down the mountain gate, enduring the pain in his feet and ran wildly, trying to open the distance, but he really couldn't see the way in the dark, his calf hurt, he tripped over something, and fell forward in an instant.

The body took protective measures in response, and protected the head before landing, but the shoulder was stabbed by a sharp object. The sharp pain came, and he raised his hand to wipe it away, and it bled.

Standing on his back, he climbed up and continued to run forward, opening his mouth with a string of obscenities: "It's bloody bad luck, I've provoked whoever I provoked, the dog emperor, it's all up to you, you're going to die a damn hell! I curse you for biting your tongue when eating, chopping your throat with chopsticks, getting water into your coffin, water guiding thunder, corpses zooming, and attracting wild dogs..."

The scolding was too fast, he didn't bring it up in one breath, and almost fell down again.

The blood on his body dripped on the ground, leaving a long trace, and he was about to cry.

"Isn't this fucking escapeable?" Zhi Li pulled up the hem of his clothes, trying to cover the wound with his clothes, but the soles of his shoes were also stained with blood.

"It's over, it's over," Zhili cried, "I'm really over now."

Since it was going to be over, he didn't care about anything, opened his mouth and cried and shouted towards the valley above: "Master!! Help!!! Your cute little apprentice is going to be finished!!!"

The sound echoed in the empty valley and was spread far away.

After shouting, he continued to run forward.

"there!"

"I heard that too, it's over there!"

"Chase!"

……

The pursuers came after hearing the sound, very fast.

"I can't die, I can't die," Zhili muttered as he ran, "I can't die, and if I die, I can't die in the hands of this dog emperor, otherwise I'm even worse than a dog."

He wanted to run wildly, but his physical strength was really insufficient, and he was afraid that there would be more obstacles in the darkness to trip him up.

Now, the speed of the pursuers was getting faster and faster, and he could already hear the movements of those people.

If you really want to die...

Zhili looked at the cliff on the other side.

Now there is a biggest problem ahead of him, that is, when these pursuers catch up, will he be stabbed to death by random guns on the spot, or will he be taken back and tortured again.

If he died here, it would be too miserable. He didn't want to die by their hands.

If he is taken back, Master will definitely save him. Although he must be tortured and abused before saving him, but... death is worse than life.

What should I do, take a gamble?

Should I wait here for the pursuers, or jump over there and settle it myself?
If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have forced myself to do this. As expected, there is no benefit in blindly talking about loyalty, so let Old Suzerain Pei deal with that problem by himself!
Heaven and man struggled for a while, and Zhili finally decided that he would die by his own hands.

Holding his breath, he limped towards the edge of the cliff.

The back wind from the edge of the cliff made him shiver, and as he got closer and closer, without hesitation at all, he suddenly started running wildly, ready to grit his teeth and jump directly.

"Don't!" A startled shout sounded, and someone rushed from the right, hugged him who was running, and fell to the other side.

The frost and snow splashed heavily, and Li Li coughed violently, sitting up from the ground.

Those pursuers were close at hand, coming with their torches shining brightly.

"Hand!" The man shouted, grabbing the disjointed hand, carrying him on his back, and ran to the other side.

Zhili was still coughing, his throat was sore from the dry frost and snow, and because he had just cried, he began to hiccup crazily, coughing, hiccupping, tears were still coming out, and blood was still flowing.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhi Li said.

Only then did I realize that the man carrying her was unusually tall and strong.

"I'm crushing your bamboo hat." Zhili said.

The man didn't speak, he supported him with one hand, opened the way with the wooden stick in the other hand, and walked extremely fast.

"Who are you?" Zhili asked again, "Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

"Wait a minute," the man said.

"Okay." Zhili said, stopped talking, hiccupped quietly.

After more than half an hour, they left the mountain. The man put down the little boy on his back in a flat open space, and then squatted down to start a fire.

There is already a dead fire in this place, and there is a small cave in which there can be shelter.

As the fire ignited, Zhili stretched out his hands to roast, while raising his head to look at the man, he was taken aback for a moment, blinked his eyes, and felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Who are you?" Zhi Li asked.

The man added some dry twigs to the fire and looked over his shoulder.

The young boy was only twelve or thirteen years old, he hadn't grown up at all, he was very small, his face was full of tears, sweat, and blood, and it was dirty with a lot of snow particles.

"Who are you?" the man asked, "Why are you here? Why are those people chasing you?"

"Have I met you somewhere?" Zhili said, "Do you have any impression of me?"

This face is really too familiar.

Very handsome and handsome face, deep browbones, fair skin, high nose bridge, especially the slightly slanted eyes, and the clean curved jaw...

Where have you seen it? Where is it?

Why do I feel like I'm about to say it, but it's stuck in my throat and I just can't say it.

"No." The man answered almost without thinking.

"Really do not have?"

"No."

"Will you take a look again?" Zhili pointed at his pretty face, "Look carefully?"

"..."

The man was silent for a while, then took out a towel and handed it over: "Wipe."

Zhi Li took it and wanted to wipe his face, but he heard the man say: "But I found it from a dead person, I tried to wash it clean, I haven't used it yet."

There was a pause, and then it was used to wipe the snot with a very loud sound.

"You saved me, the old suzerain on the mountain will thank you very much," Zhili said, "but if you came to seek immortality and medicine, I have to tell you a cruel word, there is no such thing as immortality in this world. After listening to my words, you may regret coming this trip, but try to go back as soon as possible. The mountain is in a mess now, and whoever goes will be unlucky. I won’t tell you what kind of guests came. I'm afraid you're curious."

"Hmm." The man responded.

"However," Zhili continued, "Thanks are still needed. If you are willing to wait, you can wait here for three or four days. When those dogs and beasts leave, there will definitely be a very heavy thank you gift. For you."

"Look," the man said, "you are so seriously injured now, why don't you save your energy and stop talking?"

(End of this chapter)